Chapter 5

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Is everything supposed to be this black? And here I thought I had a colorful mind. I could feel the presence of a few people in my mind but except for Vick, I didn't know who was who.

Victor's voice was clear in my head as he spoke with a seriousness that I'm getting used to with him.

I'm glad you're finding this funny, Sweetheart, but try to focus.

Ay ay captain.

Clea, I'm serious.

I know you are.

I was going to say something else but the scenery changed and all of sudden, I could feel Crystal, Zed and Trace right there next to me.

Thank you for finally joining me, it is very nice of you. Crystal giggled at my attempt to take the edge of this thing, the guys on the other hand, wasn't feeling it.

So what am I supposed to do now? I asked, trying to take the nervousness out of my voice but I forgot they are all in my head and can probably sense the panic.

Just try to relax and we will do all the work. Trace replied and I felt the bond getting stronger and stronger with each passing second.

It kind of felt like I was in space- no, I can't see any stars or planets- with how I was drifting, I mean. I saw these tiny lines with different colors and I wanted to know what they are. My mind felt this strength I couldn't quite describe but I felt the pull.

What's going on? Something is changing, what are you doing to me?

Suddenly a bright yellow line showed up out of nowhere and now I got where the pull came from.

Clea, follow the yellow line and you and Trace will be connected. I think that was Zed speaking but I couldn't be sure. Everything was getting blurry and I felt myself starting to drift. I tried to move closer to the line he was talking about but I couldn't do it.

My mind wouldn't let me.

As if it was sensing some kind of danger.

I can't. I replied shortly and tried to concentrate on the now smashed up lines. No colors, no nothing. Everything went back to the dark that I started out with.

Clea, Sweetheart? Can you hear me?

I can't breath- and it all crashed.

I woke up to a dark room and I started panicking. What if I'm still stuck in my head? What if they didn't manage to bring me back? What if never see my Soulfinder again? Or I can never find my sister?

Oh my God. This is not happening.

A door opened up and a tall figure I can recognize anywhere stepped in. He closed the door behind him- once again leaving us in the dark- before he walked towards the bed I now noticed I was lying in. He sat down next to me and reached over to turn on the bedside lamp, making it possible to see his frowning face.

I reached up my hand and put my thumb between his brows, I looked at him and asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

He let out a deep breath, dropping his head onto my shoulder. His arms came around my waist and he pulled me closer to him.

"You fainted and been asleep for the past seven hours and you're asking me if I'm okay?" He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head that's still resting on my shoulder. "No, I'm not okay. I thought I lost you because of a stupid experiment."

He felt guilty because he thought he pressured me into this. It was my choice and he's an idiot if he thinks this is his fault.

I pulled up his head and held him between my hands. "Vick, you're being unreasonable." He opened up his mouth but I put my hand on it to shut him up. "It wasn't a stupid experiment. It was working and it could have work if I didn't panic. I could see the line and all I had to do was follow it but I started to feel dizzy and it was probably because I was being a wussy." I joked but he remained stone faced.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 06, 2015 ⏰

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